Prologue

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He was always there.

In the back of the class drawing instead of paying attention to the lecture, in the library getting lost in books, on the bus staring out the window, Behind the counter in the Cafe taking orders to save up for college.

Just there.

I often found him staring at me since we were in kindergarten. And he's always been the same, quiet, peculiar, and invisible.  

I wish I paid more attention to his... Oddness there was something off about him. But I pushed it away those few times I thought about it. I wish I didn't if I had I wouldn't be in this mess.

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soooooooooo what da ya think? I wanna know, please give me some feedback. <3

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